Seeing that Antonio looked unconvinced and was about to guess further, Tony Thomas finally couldn't help it: "Okay, Antonio, you don't have to guess, you can't guess! That stylist is the one we found here, and it's a Z countryman." ”

"What?" Antonio was stunned, looking like his jaw was about to drop, "Thomas......, are you crazy?

"What's wrong with the Z people?!What?!Do you still have to choose a nationality before choosing a stylist?!" Jian'er's face darkened, directly interrupted Antonio's words, and glared at Antonio viciously, if this girl dares to say "yes", see if she can't kill him!

"Of course not. Realizing that he had lost his words, Antonio hurriedly denied it, "I was just too surprised......"

As soon as she heard this, Jian Er was even more unhappy, what is "just" is too surprised, what's the matter, is it very surprising that the Tony brothers chose our Z people to be designers?

And just when Jian Er was full of displeasure and wanted to say something more, she suddenly felt that her sleeve was gently pulled, and Jian Er turned back with some confusion, the person who pulled her sleeve was none other than the protagonist of the topic they were talking about - Nicol!

"What?" Jian Er asked with a slight frown.

Nicol shook his head slightly, motioning for Jane to stop talking. In fact, it is really normal for Antonio to have such a reaction, in fact, Antonio's performance is already very polite, because Nicol can see that there is only surprise in Antonio's eyes, and there is no contempt. Compared to what I've been through before, that's pretty good.

"You're the stylist that the Tony brothers found?!" I don't know if it's because of the magnetic field induction unique to fellow stylists or how it drops, Antonio almost identifies Nicol's identity at a glance.

"Yes, my name is Nicol, please advise!" Nicol held out his hand to Antonio. Antonio didn't immediately reach out, but looked at Nicol's outstretched palm as if he wanted to see something inside. But Nicol didn't think it was angry, let alone embarrassed, but just hung his hand in the air with a calm look.

"Antonio, it's a pleasure to meet you. As if finally satisfied, Antonio reached out and shook Nicol's hand.

The critical gaze took Nicol from head to foot, and soon from foot to head, and so on...... , well, 90 points for hairstyle, 95 points for clothing, 96 points for makeup on the face, 97 points for hand condition, and 90 points for attitude performance......

"You, not bad!" Antonio nodded slightly, there are not many people who can make him score above ninety, Nico is one. So for Antonio, Nicol's first impression can be said to be quite good.

"Thank you!" Nicol smiled.

"It's not bad!" At this moment, J suddenly followed again, shook the tablet in his hand, and looked at Antonio with a smug look, "You know Antonio, before coming to you, Nico made a look for Song, it was amazing, I believe that this guy has the absolute possibility of surpassing you!"

After a pause, J showed a malicious smile: "Hehe, Antonio, you have to be careful, otherwise you will be embarrassed and embarrassed if you are overtaken!"

"Oh?!" Antonio couldn't help but look surprised, knowing that although J's mouth stinks, he likes to with himself, and he takes pleasure in seeing himself get out of trouble. However, it is undeniable that J's vision is indeed quite good. And with his proud nature, this open-eyed nonsense is definitely not something he will do. So even if J may deliberately exaggerate, at least one thing is certain, the makeup modeling done by the stylist of country Z named Nicol in front of him has been recognized by J.

You must know that J, who is known as the "ghost talent" in the photography industry, is not as high as the average second, even some good cutting-edge stylists in the circle may not be able to enter this eye, and now J actually recommends Nicol so, this situation is really rare.

I couldn't help but take a closer look at Nicol again, Antonio would be a little interested in the stylist in front of him who seemed to be very young, and in their eyes, almost equivalent to a fashion wilderness country.

"Mr. J is overrated. Nicol smiled shyly, a little embarrassed.

"Nicol, did you take the wrong medicine?!Haven't you always been very confident in your profession and aesthetics?" Jian Er couldn't help but pat Nicol, is there something wrong with this guy's head? In his studio, isn't this guy almost proud of his profession? And often calls himself a "fascist in the studio", how did he come to Antonio, this guy took out the good quality of humility of our Z people to "bask in the sun"?

You must know that these foreigners are different from us, we Z people pay attention to moderation and humility, but these foreigners pay attention to self-confidence!

"Of course, professionally, people have always been the best!" Fortunately, Nicol is not stupid, he immediately realized his mistake, his waist was straight, and his self-confident and violent nature was no longer concealed.

And seeing Nicol's appearance, Antonio, who had already hidden disappointment in his eyes, lit up again.

"That's right!Nico's professional ability is indeed beyond the reach of very few people!" Brother Tony followed to affirm Nico's words just now, "Before we came just now, Nicol just passed the test of our two brothers, Antonio, J is indeed not exaggerating, at least in terms of expressing the theme of our brothers' design this time, Nicol has almost no less strength than yours." ”

"I took a picture of it, how about it? Antonio, don't you want to appreciate it?" After speaking, J shook the tablet in his hand, "Although it is only a hair film (unretouched and PS original photo negative), and there is no lighting (J can't help but feel a little regretful when he says this), but the effect is quite good." ”

"I'll see!" Antonio gestured with his chin raised.

"OK, as you wish!" This time J not only had trouble Antonio, but put his tablet in front of Antonio very happily, and said with a smug face, "How's it going?

Seeing that Antonio looked unconvinced and was about to guess further, Tony Thomas finally couldn't help it: "Okay, Antonio, you don't have to guess, you can't guess! That stylist is the one we found here, and it's a Z countryman." ”

"What?" Antonio was stunned, looking like his jaw was about to drop, "Thomas......, are you crazy?

"What's wrong with the Z people?!What?!Do you still have to choose a nationality before choosing a stylist?!" Jian'er's face darkened, directly interrupted Antonio's words, and glared at Antonio viciously, if this girl dares to say "yes", see if she can't kill him!

"Of course not. Realizing that he had lost his words, Antonio hurriedly denied it, "I was just too surprised......"

As soon as she heard this, Jian Er was even more unhappy, what is "just" is too surprised, what's the matter, is it very surprising that the Tony brothers chose our Z people to be designers?

And just when Jian Er was full of displeasure and wanted to say something more, she suddenly felt that her sleeve was gently pulled, and Jian Er turned back with some confusion, the person who pulled her sleeve was none other than the protagonist of the topic they were talking about - Nicol!

"What?" Jian Er asked with a slight frown.

Nicol shook his head slightly, motioning for Jane to stop talking. In fact, it is really normal for Antonio to have such a reaction, in fact, Antonio's performance is already very polite, because Nicol can see that there is only surprise in Antonio's eyes, and there is no contempt. Compared to what I've been through before, that's pretty good.

"You're the stylist that the Tony brothers found?!" I don't know if it's because of the magnetic field induction unique to fellow stylists or how it drops, Antonio almost identifies Nicol's identity at a glance.

"Yes, my name is Nicol, please advise!" Nicol held out his hand to Antonio. Antonio didn't immediately reach out, but looked at Nicol's outstretched palm as if he wanted to see something inside. But Nicol didn't think it was angry, let alone embarrassed, but just hung his hand in the air with a calm look.

"Antonio, it's a pleasure to meet you. As if finally satisfied, Antonio reached out and shook Nicol's hand.

The critical gaze took Nicol from head to foot, and soon from foot to head, and so on...... , well, 90 points for hairstyle, 95 points for clothing, 96 points for makeup on the face, 97 points for hand condition, and 90 points for attitude performance......

"You, not bad!" Antonio nodded slightly, there are not many people who can make him score above ninety, Nico is one. So for Antonio, Nicol's first impression can be said to be quite good.

"Thank you!" Nicol smiled.

"It's not bad!" At this moment, J suddenly followed again, shook the tablet in his hand, and looked at Antonio with a smug look, "You know Antonio, before coming to you, Nico made a look for Song, it was amazing, I believe that this guy has the absolute possibility of surpassing you!"

After a pause, J showed a malicious smile: "Hehe, Antonio, you have to be careful, otherwise you will be embarrassed and embarrassed if you are overtaken!"

"Oh?!" Antonio couldn't help but look surprised, knowing that although J's mouth stinks, he likes to with himself, and he takes pleasure in seeing himself get out of trouble. However, it is undeniable that J's vision is indeed quite good. And with his proud nature, this open-eyed nonsense is definitely not something he will do. So even if J may deliberately exaggerate, at least one thing is certain, the makeup modeling done by the stylist of country Z named Nicol in front of him has been recognized by J.

You must know that J, who is known as the "ghost talent" in the photography industry, is not as high as the average second, even some good cutting-edge stylists in the circle may not be able to enter this eye, and now J actually recommends Nicol so, this situation is really rare.

I couldn't help but take a closer look at Nicol again, Antonio would be a little interested in the stylist in front of him who seemed to be very young, and in their eyes, almost equivalent to a fashion wilderness country.

"Mr. J is overrated. Nicol smiled shyly, a little embarrassed.

"Nicol, did you take the wrong medicine?!Haven't you always been very confident in your profession and aesthetics?" Jian Er couldn't help but pat Nicol, is there something wrong with this guy's head? In his studio, isn't this guy almost proud of his profession? And often calls himself a "fascist in the studio", how did he come to Antonio, this guy took out the good quality of humility of our Z people to "bask in the sun"?

You must know that these foreigners are different from us, we Z people pay attention to moderation and humility, but these foreigners pay attention to self-confidence!

"Of course, professionally, people have always been the best!" Fortunately, Nicol is not stupid, he immediately realized his mistake, his waist was straight, and his self-confident and violent nature was no longer concealed.

And seeing Nicol's appearance, Antonio, who had already hidden disappointment in his eyes, lit up again.

"That's right!Nico's professional ability is indeed beyond the reach of very few people!" Brother Tony followed to affirm Nico's words just now, "Before we came just now, Nicol just passed the test of our two brothers, Antonio, J is indeed not exaggerating, at least in terms of expressing the theme of our brothers' design this time, Nicol has almost no less strength than yours." ”

"I took a picture of it, how about it? Antonio, don't you want to appreciate it?" After speaking, J shook the tablet in his hand, "Although it is only a hair film (unretouched and PS original photo negative), and there is no lighting (J can't help but feel a little regretful when he says this), but the effect is quite good." ”

"I'll see!" Antonio gestured with his chin raised.

"OK, as you wish!" This time J not only had trouble Antonio, but put his tablet in front of Antonio very happily, and said with a smug face, "How's it going?

"OK, as you wish!" This time J not only had trouble Antonio, but put his tablet in front of Antonio very happily, and said with a smug face, "How's it going?